Amateur scribbles

The only difference between the photo and the memory is the photo itself . Photos are as old as the memory but they still look younger. 

Few girls were walking down the road. Just then a dog pounced on a chicken nearby and escaped with it . The owner , an aged man  tried chasing the thief dog however in vain. The dog ran passed the goup of girls in walking ahead. The old man yelled , "hey there you go, old bitch". The girls reacted to the words, "you clumsy old dick" another said ,"you old crooked loser" , all laughed at their own reply and walked away. Old man muttered to himself , " heaven only  knows , who the real bitches are? The dog or those girls moving the same road.....

After seeing a request for an immediate blood donation in the news paper , karma decides to visit the  hospital. It was his long-standing dream to volunteer in such social services. Meanwhile in the hospital, his blood were extracted and screened for detailed examination.  He sat on the bench in the hall, awaiting confirmation of his blood sample. He felt restless, decided go about the hall reading the long medical information pasted across the wall. Just in , a nurse called out his name and ushered him to the chamber . The door was ajar,he could see the doctor on his chair scribbling something on a paper. Few more doctors joined from inside the adjacent chamber.  He was called in. The doctors thanked and appreciated his invaluable service . Everything was fine until one of the doctor broke an unexpected news to him, "We are sorry, you a have HIV infection" . All the hell broke loose on him, he was dazed.  Therafter he could not hear all the consolation and a...

Today a fire broke out from a shop near the  Lango school. The cause of the fire is yet to be established . We were at the scene right when the fire started to emanate. Initially there were huge smokes and fumes coming all out from the house ,later the fire started to blaze. We were dazed and couldn't do anything untill someone took initiative to help shift the things. Some hostile things were readily shifted and reached to safer places.  Meanwhile the fire fighters arrived at the scene.  The fire by then has become very big and the blaze filled the air. It was a horrifying scenario. From what i saw during the ordeal,I assume the firebrigade car has no sufficient water. There were two vehicle one big and another smaller one dispatched to contain the fire. Had it not been the small stream near the school, the quantity of water in the car would  not have managed to contain the fire. The people who were present at the scene help create a pool to refill the brigade ca...

I don't remember seeing Facebook pages being flooded with status when Bhutan elected it's prime minister. But when its presidential election day in USA, Bhutanese are discussing as if it's Donald Trump and Clinton who are  becoming the president og BHUTAN.  This is a huge irony,  wanting to know more about other countries and whereas interest to our national event doesn't even come close.  Well, it's is good to know about world news and keep abreast of the latest happening but it's not very necessary to take it online , discuss,  debate about their story. For instance , some  people already started regretting Trump as  the new president,  they have gone as far as writing abusive , dissatisfaction etc on the wake of the Trump being elected as the new president.  I feel, many Bhutanese are analysts trying to predict the future of America under their new leadership.  Nobody has assigned us to analyse their future and  it doesn't al...

It's a dead of night, You are awake all alone. Staring at the empty ceiling , asif stars shine from there. Minds are restless , In their own fantasy. Bites from the starved fleas, Spare not even your asses.

                   This  game is  called as "seven stone". It was our favourite while we were kids. For safety reasons we have replaced the seven stones with wooden slabs. Now the basic rule is very easy and fascinating.  The team will be divided into two groups with equal number of members. One group will be assailant and other will be fugitives. One member from any group has to hit the stones and dishevel the stake with a ball. Then immediately they need to run away else other opponent will hit the ball and you you are dismissed. However if you can escape their hit and quickly come back to the spot to stake the stones together then you  win the match. You should take precaution not to get hit before  all the stones are staked together completely. Suppose all members are hit before they can stake the stones other will be declared the winner. Hence,  they will get the privilege to break the stakes f...

My granny would sit and chant prayers at the edge of the window . This is her favourite spot and she do not let anyone mess  with her sit. From the same corner she used to narrate stories while we were small. Her scary stories would put us to sleep very early.  She was not as old as she is right now, this can be understood by the colour of her hair at present.  Today her hair has turn so grey and her gums lack lower teeth. However her ageing hasn't deprive  her strength and vigour , she is still the undisputed housekeeper. I am really grateful for what she is doing to us. Infact , we will miss her absence more than anyone because she is our mom in acting.  Preparing our meals, cleaning premises and never failing to provide us with tea whenever we are sitting idle. She is very fond of tea and snacks, though it sounds childish. She takes doma but owing to her toothless gum, we help in grinding her doma. From the edge of the window she would look outside and gaz...

Maya lived in an old hut all by herself.  Her only child passed away in a fatal accident one year back. Today is a  Diwali , she has to dispel the darkness with anything available. Few candles were lit up and placed it in the front of her hut.   She watched and listened as the village enlivened itself with songs and parties.  The night was starry and the air was frosty. Dilwali came once in a while,  She knew it very well. Families came together, rejoiced with songs and laughter.  Meals would be grant and delicious.  Maya, checked her kitchen and found only a handful of rice flour.  She got down to make few pieces of shalroti for her dinner. Slowly few group of boys gathered outside singing and expecting her appearance. They sang verses of prayers and wished for her good health,  she needed to drop some money to them. 'May love abounds in aunties house, May wealth prospers in aunties house, May good health prevails in aunties hous...

Today i was watching the movie Phurba Thinley,  starring all-time superstar comedian phurba Thinley.  It was full of fun and entertainment.  We were dissolved into a hysteric laughter .  One particular event which arrested my attention was the love mantra. It was really eyeopening act to me. Imagine a verse which  when chanted for many times and working it's magic  on an edible object. Subsequently when eaten by the person we love , can fall in love unconditionally.   So this was the basic principle.  If only it is true then I have no reluctance to by heart this mantras for any number of  times. Especially for a lovelorn fellow , it will be a huge blessing and tactics to win someone's heart.   I have heard similar stories from my parent's and the older people. This system of mantras were prevalent during ancient times where some people secretly try to die a women's heart. Much similar to this mantra was an mystical elixir , belie...

You will never know how difficult is the work of the framers untill you get inside the field.  The golden paddy has been harvested and dried in the field . It was such a apprehensive moment for the farmers,  everyone knows that even a mild  drizzle of rain after the  harvest will bring a significant damage.  The grains in contact with rain will start germintaing . So by and large , it was Dave against the time. This back breaking work could have been much worst in the past when there were no roads and power tiller. atleast farm road on the edge of the field is minimizing our workload.  We have to just carry it till th road where it will loaded in the tractor. With no external labour hired our own family memeber had to consolidate our strength to complete the task before the dust. It was fun test to our muscles and good exercise.  With less experience in such work I was faced with funny tease from the cousin. It was such wonderful experience ...

Beautiful slippery gourd garland. This vegetable is known as olachoto in our vernacular language,  it's direct translation means crow's beak. However many erroneously call it as crows beak, it's actual name is slippery gourd. This vines were growing vigorously untill drop in temperature all of sudden in the past few days has caused a significant damage. The commencement of  frosting,  kills the palnt very rapidly. Well, before the entire plants give in to the frost , it's wise to pluck the fruits for subsequent drying . Drying vegetable is the most reliable method to store vegetable for off-season.  It's an age-old tradition which is more prominent in drying chilli and turnip leaves   called as `lom`. My whole day business , taking down the vines to collect the fruits for drying.

pic: Google. Wake-up call plays with a country song, Pressed the snooz and got back to sleep. Few minutes of silence until  Donwillaims, Strum the strings,singing whiskey lullaby.  The golden rays of the sun hits the curtain, I brushed it apart to let the warmth come in. The winter has put up in my room late-night. It's cold , i strectched and sliced the chilled air. Through the glass of my room window , Saw the glimpse of the first snow on the peaks. Amongst the fringes of the dancing willow, Flocks of sparrows perched and sings. Onto the screen in the phone over the pillow. My crush greets the day with hugs of smiles.

The sight of so many vendor , sitting alongside the pavement in the heart of Thimphu town is very unpleasant.  In the first place they are blocking the way thereby creating congestion and overcrowding the path. Given , the pathway thronged with so many peiple all the time , there presence make it worse. It's not a pleasant scene , where vendors and people all crowded in one area. The condition is depicting the same scenario  of some Indian bazar where human ,animals and cars all occupy the same space. Selling produces on a walking way is not proper if we look form the health angle This path way is used non stop, dust and pullution can easily fall on the things displayedon the floor.Allowing such practise also creates environment issues, since plastic and unwanted debris makes the surrounding dirty.  For instance,  the gullies in between the building are filled with vegetables debris and plastics , blocking the drainage which eventually sends reek of bad smell right ...

Travelling to Thimphu by a cab. Taxi terminal has so many number of taxis, which exceed the number of commuter by far.  Over the past years the number of taxi has  increased by an alarming figure. The taxi driver has faced the problem of severe competition . In the face of a big competition for the passenger , the are often compelled to travel on reduced fee. For instance,  usually it cost Nu. 200 to ply bewtween Thimphu and paro,  but they travel at 150 when there are huge number of taxis. Recently the increased number of an Indian cars plying in Bhutan has come as a very serious threat to the local taxi operator. Paro alone has seen a staggering number of Indian cars ,plying to and fro , touring with passengers.  Allowing such movement of forgein cars can seriously hamper the local taxi business. Increase in the number of foregin cars also have an  adverse affect on the environment and surrounding.  Given this , we are really in need for an impl...

What peculiar thing you notice about this tree?  This tree has five heads on a single trunk. It's is very rare for a tree to have five heads. Well, there may be trees with five branches but it is not the same as this one. There is an age-old believe that such tree are the tree of God's. It's significance and sacredness has been put into the lyrics in our flok songs. People also believe that this tree can fulfil our dreams and aspirations. Since I have lots of dreams , i am thinking of asking her to grant my wishes too. If you are also interested in seeing this tree, you can visit lango school. The tree grows right afront the principal quarter. The tree being a cypress , has added to its spiritual value and sacredness. However , this tree is not as popular as you are expecting it to be. I have discovered it myself just recently. I am not sure if people are even aware of its presence or perhaps devoid of its spiritual significance, but I haven't heard a word about t...

What do you interpret from this picture. It was drawn by my little brother on the wall near the door.He elucidateds that it was drawn to show the parents, where he has hidden the key.  Usually when we go out , we use to hide the key in the electric meter box which stands right above the door . However,  on that particular day he explained that he noticed some peoplewho actually saw him while taking out the key. So after his lunch , he changed the hiding palce and placed it inside a small jug. He could not remember the spelling of a key so drew a picture of key and then a jug, which he wrote beneath as Juk. .Haha it was very wise idea of him to put his concern and alertness into picture. .

This is the tiny flicker of flame from the butter lamp. It's always overwheming to enjoy the beauty of the flame in the pitch darkness, for this very reason I prefer sleeping in the altar room. What is more splendid is when the faces of the little satute illuminated under the low light of the lamp.Such sight is soothing and ease the mind from all negative defilement,  stress and invigorate our mental strength. As I keep watching the flame gradually dance in an elegant move. As it shake and flicker , the whole night is enchanted by her graceful dance. What assit her dance is the song playing from my phone. Sweeter the lyrics appear , better her dance assumed. What I regret is the moths who are staring from outside seeking every chance to arrest her attention. Perhaps i am  cruel because I have shielded the lamp in a glass case to debar the moths from assaluting her beauty.  Well, it should be a good cruelty becasue I don't want those innocent lovestircken flies to ...

ICARIUS fell in love with the sun, But she burnt his wings and waxes. Only because he flew closer to her. Moths got enticed with the flame, But she burn his wings and his love . Only because he got closer to her. Fish got allured by the bait , but hook tear his flesh and his love, Only because he got closer to it. Elephant is enthralled by the cool mud, But the mud traps and kills him slow. Only because he got closer  to it.

I wonder if someone could exactly put the feeling of unrequited love into a lines. Experience of such unsuccessful love story where either man declined to accept a woman or vice versa is long-lasting.   I got my first rejection from my first crush.Back then I was young boy with almost immature heart. What we must know is that love doesn't have age,  feelings and emotions can develop at any age , however my case It was beyond the bearing capacity of my heart.  It was a  painful moment to get rejected. Nonetheless , the world doesn't end there, we begin to heal and move forward. The hangover of such feelings might longer  for longer days if we do not try to get rid of the attachment. Being unable to reduce an attachment can make the things worse. You succumb to illness called as lovesick. Such sickness are weired and often self_damaging.  It can gradually deprive  our strength and energy. Getting rid of love and attachment in  view to get rid of t...

The place was at decehnphu. I have nrver even dreamt that the day would have such a tremendous impact on my life. The single incident just  turned the tide which was restrained within me . Let me not bit around the bush,  point is I had a cross. I crossed with my intimate  highschool friend. That was just a coincidence but listen Its something more than just a cross. The friend of mine got some company, two girls.   It was that moment which knitted a new episode in my life story. By nature I am not a quick person but listen I got her number quicker than I anticipated. Again it is nothing surprising because you know I have  put my friend into use. Well,what is the use of having the contact,  when I lacked the stomach to call. Few days I scrolled her contact and did not diall,  very effortless. I typed her number and then erased it altogether, I did that many times. Atlast , I besought the help of my friend again. It eased my situation. He has ...

From behind the hill, She brush aside her hair and peek. In the dark velvet of sky, Million diamonds of stars are sprayed. From the endless flow of the  river, Chilling breeze is blowing. On atop the distant mountains , Poles of flags are fluttering. On the temple perched afar, Resounds a bell of sanctity. Amid the bed of lonsomeness, I lull my heart in solitude.

Pic source.google From behind the hill, She brush aside her hair and peek. In the dark velvet of sky, Million diamonds of stars are sprayed. From the endless flow of the  river, Chilling breeze is blowing. On atop the distant mountains , Poles of flags are fluttering. On the temple perched afar, Resounds a bell of sanctity. Amid the bed of lonsomeness, I lull my heart in solitude.

I am overwhelmed to be able to capture this absolutely stunning moon in real time. I am seeing this happening for the first time . The lovely moon peeking from behind the hill overlooking the Thimphi city. The glimmer of small lights below is the panoramic view of the city.

Tsheiring made with a fatal accident.  The taxi she was ferrying collided with a truck and was crushed flat.  Other passgengers did not make alive ,she somehow survived but sustained critical injuries. Bloods splashed the accident spot, she bleeded heavily too. All she could recall was the fleeting scene of the truck speeding inbound out of control. The driver slammed the brake but it was too late.The passing vehicles pulled over to help the victims. Tshering was  rushed to the hospital. Her body looked fine except for the deep gash on the forehead that opened blood like a river. She was layed on the stretcher and rolled into an emergency chamber. In the reception counter the officials and doctors  gathered for a  brief discussion.  Shortly, the  man who brought her to the hospital was called in. They explained him that she needed an immediate surgery as her internal organs were significantly damaged . Her internal bleeding had to be stop by anymean...

I can imagine the conditon of the people in Thailand after the demise of their beloved king.  It was even shared in the face book the images of people breaking down over the tragic news. My hearts also goes to the peeople on Thailand. May He have the quick rebirth and as a another legendary dharmic king.Our king and the entire nation also stand in solidarity;equally sharing your pain and grief.  The nation declared October we as holiday to provide time to the people in visiting temples and light butterlamps for the passing away of the king of Thailand. Well, looking at the height of the pain and sadness in the hearts of Thai people , we can also reflect how profound and genuine is their love for their Majesty. Every heart bleeds sewing the years in their eyes. It tells the world what kind of king he was to the country.  His reign has really moved the hearts of his people and nation.  Bhutan also share lot similarities as in the government sysytem and religion.B...

My heart is burning, I know you won't feel the heat, Because it's burning cold. My heart is weeping, I know you won't hear my cry, Because I am weeping silence. My eyes are loosing tears , I know you won't see it, Because I am giving in quiet. My arms are stripped bare, I know you won't see it, Because I am holding onto loneliness. My hands are writing poems, I know you won't read it, Because I am writing blank. I am singing songs, I know you won't heart it, Because my lyrics are same and old.

You are in a long queue. Waiting turn for the prostation. It's inside the temple, Altar is packed with people. You need to remove your shoes, Reek of socks fills the air. Worst is yet to come, You entered the room with torn socks.

Few days on the countdown. The same sunshine that annoyed me once, when I had to catch up the  practical classes looks stunningly beautiful. The same heat  waves that grounded us inside the AC accommodated room ,skipping the class , subsequent proxy for attendance lol. But it doesn't deter anymore. In fact we love sipping hot tea under the hot weather. By and large we were all numismatic by default. Back at home we barely count the coins. Well, here in college we know how significantly a coin can change your day. A coin buy you the tea, it feeds you with samosa, so forth. Basically it empowered ua during our financial struggles. The same coin overwhelmed the endless beggars who habitats the college circumsphere, often pissed off with their incessant whining habits. Today , some of the  beggar's who actually scared the newcomers with shabby looks, nagging and stalking untill a penny is dropped along  their way, has acquainted with us . From a nightmare,  they ...

Under the starlit night, Wonders a lonesome soul. Across the stretch of stars, He longs for the absentee moon. Along the deserted boulevard, Amidst the silence of woods. A tired owl lull her kids to sleep, Her feeble songs resounds in the air.

From inside the wooden shelf, she took out her diary old. with a sharp stainless blade, she slit her wrist and veins. Onto the pages of her diary, blood dropped and soaked. From a tiny bottle afront her, she took a sup of drink. Deep inside her betrayed veins, The fall cyanide dropped. Pic.courtesy.Google 

I saw a leper, groping alongside the road and begging. His face was distorted and his hands decomposed. People declined to go near him, because his body smelt foul. Children's teased and poke stick on him while some stoned. He became a toy for the kids and a dumped garbage to the people. Tears turned into bloods, words into plea,  but gone heedless. I could not stand the sight of his endless suffering anymore. I reached my wallet to grab some bucks. The wallet came smooth. I saw him staring at me with all hearts and eyes filled with tragedy. I understand his body was diminishing gradually but his heart wasn't. Meantime, I felt the emptiness in between the partition of my wallet. It has been long ,I ran broke altogether. To utter dismay, I checked once again. A single rupee note crumpled in between the ATM cards was discovered.

The sandpaper like hatred ,started eroding the traces of love in my heart.

Neither the moon nor its shimmer in the pond belongs to you. The curtain of smiles curtained the window of secrets. Tears in her eyes soaked the heart of mine. The flame never knows that she is the murderer of thousand moths. You cannot bask in the shade. Just as an ugly butterfly thought world was over, a hungry sparrow cam pecked her up.

Straight and knot less tree face the first axe. Fate is like finding gems while you were working on pebbles. Stars can't shine in sunlight. 

The venom from the snakebite in your dream cant kill you.

How hard a weed may try, he fail to stand a place amongst the flowers.

Is this real is this dream, that I meet you here. Still mind of mine is stirred, potion to my ailing heart. I wish I leave thousand years thus. Sweet the river that flows, beauty like a deer yonder. On the trees yonder hills, rays of shine slip through. I wish thousand years thus.

Accomplishment is reaching the summit of the hill where the heart has already left  foot prints.

"At the sun up, she forgot the firefly that helped her through the last night's darkness.

A lonely man stood alone, Affront him was a glass of whiskey. His hand was dark and wobbled, His speech jabbered in an inaudible note. He stared at the glass for a very long time, Tears of emotions streamed down his withered cheek. Slowly he groped for the glass that stood still, Shakily he brought it close to his lips. He rekindled the butt of a dying cigarette, Puffed in the last fumes of smoke. The whiskey flowed down to the dark tank in his liver, The nicotine pushed its way to the shrinking lungs. He licked the lost drop  of beer that clung to the rim. The night was cold and dark with rain brimmed clouds, one by one the people began to take leave from the bar. The hall otherwise frenzy with drinkers felt the eerie silence,  But  he stood firm, did not budge from the long old bench. He clasped the half empty bottle in his arms, he stretched his body about the bench and dozed off. The bartender did not wake him until the next day, little did ...